Why Me?

Untitled Part 14

Michael's POV

"How did this happen? How did I let it get this far?" I asked myself aloud.

When I saw her in the morning she didn't look the same. When Kate shows up to school she's wearing leggings, a crop top and wedges; her hair is straightened, and she's wearing makeup. Instead, That Day, makeup was smeared across her face, her hair was knotted and curly, and her clothes were baggy, consisting of sweatpants and a man's dress shirt as well as gym sandals.

I should have known something was wrong when she stopped me in the hallway later on.

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"Michael! Please, stop!" She said frantically.

"What's going on with you? You've avoided everyone since the Beach House."  I said.

"I need your help." she said ignoring me.

"What's wrong now? What did you do now?" I asked.

"I didn't do anything. Harry --- raped me." she whispered.

"Sure because if that really happened you'd go to Rose." I raised my voice.

"Yeah I would; but if I did she would just go back on what she said yesterday." Kate stressed.

"What did she tell you that was so bad?" I asked with a demeaning tone.

"She said that hanging out with Harry is a stupid idea, especially if I am ditching you guys for him. That being with him shows her I'm a slut and that the only reason that he even hangs around me is for sex. And that I am only doing this to get back at Ashton." She replied.

"Well, maybe she's right. We all know what he's like and for the past couple weeks you've ditched us for him. And you've got to know that you're a slut, I mean it wasn't like it was a secret. We've all seen the nudes you've sent Harry." I said.

"What! How?" She screamed.

"Same way everyone saw Rose's. The guy sent everyone the girl sent him." I said getting pissed off at how annoying she was being.

"She did the same thing with Harry and she's calling me a slut!" Kate said raising her voice again.

"Not with Harry." I said sharply.

"Then with who?" she questioned.

"Luke." I replied.

"My brother. No that can't be, she likes you." Kate said changing the subject.

"I don't believe you. No she doesn't." I said shocked.

"Why don't you ask her!" Kate screamed at Michael.

"But I can't love Rose and  Luke." I whined.

"I'm going to tell you one more time; Luke doesn't give two shits about you! All he is doing is playing you! That's what he does best. Get over him. The person who cares is Rose. She is always by your side waiting to listen. She hurts for you. Yet, your blind and look right past her." Kate screamed.

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I stopped remembering the past and realized what I did. It is my fault that Rose tried to kill herself. If I 1) hadn't bitched at Kate, she would still be here. and 2) If I hadn't been a dick to Rose because of he relations with Harry none of this would have ever occurred.

I climbed onto the stretcher and held her in my arms. "I'm sorry for everything." I said kissing her head.

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Author's Note:

Hey Readers

I just wanted to say thanks for taking the time out of your day to read this. This book is actually from my other account I sort of forgot my password so I just created a new account. I was previously known as Iris Malfoy. I would very much appreciate it if you readers would tell you friends/followers about my story.

Thanks guys w/ Love

RoseannaDarling